Location: Random Cemetery by the Dojo (cause why not) Leaves crack, and churn under his Combat boots, his trench coat blows in the wind. The appearance seemed to resemble an old foe to the Dojo. The man slightly looks up, wearing a much different respirator as rain drops fall onto the shoulders and head of the man. His .357 Revolvers are holstered firmly, his sword scabbard and M14 Battle Rifle slung over both shoulders. His purpose in the cemetery seems to be unknown, possibly just to be dark. His breathing seemed to be chilling at best, as both hoses for the helmet are attached to his back to provide oxygen. This was Cole Anderson, the mad man to many, a killer to all... [spoiler]Open, old members may have remembered or forgotten lol and new ones, well, have a good time.[/spoiler]